When a streak of sunlight falls through a window, I am drawn to it. Catlike, I sprawl – stretching, curling, cuddling up in the beam of heat – soaking in the rejuvenating warmth, no matter the temperature of the season.
I sigh, I smile.
I purr.
But do not be fooled into thinking my relaxed countenance is indicative of tameness. A pussycat, I am not.
Feline? Perhaps.
Fe-Lion.
I have the mane.
The teeth and claws.
The forceful paws.
All that’s missing…
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…is the tail.
(Or is it?) 😉
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Lovely to see you luxuriating in the warmth. You do indeed have a glorious mane of hair. Your hand resting on your breast is so natural and so sexy.
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There is something decadently relaxing about lazing in the sunlight. 🙂
I love this – words and image both. 🙂
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Thanks. Both are very ‘me’. 🙂
Grrrrrrrr….. xx
…..rowwwwl. 😉
You look perfect here. So warm and beautiful. Great image 😊
Thank you. There’s something about feeling the sunlight on my skin that instantly relaxes me.
The image is so beautiful and warm.
Your last words made me smile 😉
Rebel xox
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*grin*
Simply beautiful photo . . . and your hair adds to the Fe-Lion of your title!!!
Xxx – K
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My hair is definitely leonine, both in color and untamed-ness. 🙂
Such a super sexy image x
Thanks. I was feeling quite relaxed and comfortable in my skin when I took it.
Ohhh now I am curious about the tail and you are one very sexy fe-lion indeed
Mollyx
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It makes you wonder… 😉
Less meow and more rawr perhaps? Very fierce
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Mreowr, perhaps? (It’s best not to forget caution when approaching wild things. 😉 )
My comment has nothing to do with this particular piece, but a comment on a piece you posted in a reply to “Molly”s Daily Kiss” about the “Courage of convictions.” I grew up with a mother much like his. Her needs, her desires, her wants always came first. It did not matter what the consequences to the Family were. I lost track of the number of times my siblings and I heard: “The children will be fine.” When we were old enough to leave that house every one of us did and no one ever came back because the children “weren’t fine” Thank you for speaking up
Thank you for sharing.
My husband is the fifth of seven children, the youngest of the group from his mother’s first marriage, and the only boy. All of his older sisters left home before the age of 18 and made their own ways. My husband left at 17.
None of the first five hold grudges against their mother for her complete lack of care, guidance, and protection.
I do.
It’s a lovely pic – and I think the post is roarin’ purrrrrr-fect.
Mrowr. 😉
There’s something so decadent to be sitting absorbing the sun’s warmth. It is a pleasure I seem only to get while on holidays. But I make the most of it then.
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‘Decadent’ is the perfect word for it, yes! I soak up the warmth any way I can, which often means I’ll sprawl out on the floor with my cat, just to feel the splash of light on my skin. 🙂
ROOOOAAARRRR! A very sexy fe-lion you are too.
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Hahaha! I only roar when I’m grumpy. 😉
Yep- stunning.
Awww, thank you. 🙂